For years I've seen you fightingAgainst your heartLiving like you're dyingSo far from the sun
Waiting for a guardian angelTo lead you through the dangersThat lie ahead on your wayTowards tomorrows arms
Tears have turned from sweet to sour and hours to daysYou're hiding yourself awayFrom our cruel world's embraceAnd as your days turn to weeksYou'll cry yourself to sleepIn the cage
We all have our fears but yours areThe scariest of them allLift your head and let us tasteThe horror you adore
And it all starts to makes senseAll the blood wisely shedJust wait until the cure comes
Knocking on your door
Tears have turned from sweet to sour and hours to daysYou're hiding yourself awayFrom our cruel world's embraceAnd as your days turn to weeksYou'll cry yourself to sleepIn the cage you're locked in
Tears have turned from sweet to sour and hours to daysYou're hiding yourself awayFrom our cruel world's embraceAnd as your days turn to weeksYou'll cry yourself to sleepIn the cageAnd as your days turn to weeksYou'll cry yourself to sleepIn the cage you've locked yourself in
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